The son-in-law of Mr. Hachishaku

Chapter 269 Every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite

"After a miscarriage, if the fetus is not properly buried, it sometimes turns into a corpse baby. That's why you asked him to take us to the place where the child was buried."

"I didn't expect you to know this!"

Geralt found that he had a new understanding of Leon.

Li Ang remained calm and calm: "I told you before that I once had a demon hunter teacher."

"But I'm not good at academics, so the next step will be your home court."

Geralt was about to say something else when the Baron returned to the house.

"I'm ready. When should we set off?"

Geralt replied: "Without further delay, let's do it tonight."

"Move your hands?" The baron looked surprised.

Geralt went on to explain: "We suspect that your child has turned into a corpse baby, a cursed creature that only appears at midnight. It draws strength from killing pregnant women. When it becomes strong enough, it will be abandoned. people take revenge."

The baron subconsciously looked at Li Ang: "But how does she know who abandoned her?"

Li Ang said expressionlessly: "Because she is your daughter."

Geralt added: "Through blood ties, we can also rely on it to find your family."

The Baron nodded hurriedly: "I understand, I understand, then what are you going to do with her?"

Geralt thought for a while: "There are two ways. One is to bury the corpse under the threshold of the home, and then perform a ceremony, and it will turn into a house elf. It is a kind of... uh... elf that can protect you and your family. your family."

"The other is to kill it directly, take the blood, and finally find a witch doctor, and leave the rest to the witch doctor."

"What to do specifically depends on your choice."

The Baron looked at Li Ang again, but this time Li Ang obviously did not intend to give any more help.

So after a few seconds of pause, the baron made a decision: "No, you can't kill my child. She has suffered too much. I choose to lift the curse."

"I will dig a grave under the threshold first, and then take you to the place where she is buried at midnight."

Geralt said angrily: "If the corpse baby doesn't turn into a domestic goblin, we will have to use this grave. It's quite good. It won't be dug in vain."

"Don't take me with you." Li Ang said lazily: "I won't lie in the coffin without a red velvet lining."

Geralt turned around and said helplessly: "I understand, Mr. Dragon, after you die, I will bury you according to vampire rules, if there is such a big coffin."

"That's pretty much it." Li Ang smiled with satisfaction.

The baron was confused when he heard: "What kind of dragon or vampire?"

"It has nothing to do with you, just dig your grave." Geralt finished his perfunctory remarks and reminded: "Remember to inform the people to stay at home tonight and never come out, and then spread a line of salt on the door."

"Also, wake up at the bar."

The baron heard the impatience in the witcher's tone: "I'll go right now, I'll go right now."

After he left, Geralt finally couldn't help but asked: "Now you should tell me why you had to get that dwarf, right?"

Li Ang didn't show off: "It is the elf sage we are looking for."

"What!" Geralt was extremely surprised: "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Li Ang replied plausibly: "Because you didn't ask. Think about it carefully, have you ever asked me about the whereabouts of the Elf Sage?"

Geralt frowned: "It seems. It seems not."

"That's alright." Li Ang leaned back in his chair and put his feet on the table: "I'll take a moment and call me when we set off."

Geralt couldn't refute, so he could only defend: "The main reason is that you didn't tell me, so I thought you didn't know."

"But then again, since you know that the Elf Sage is in the crow's nest, why don't you come to him directly instead of staying in the White Orchard."

Li Ang replied without opening his eyes: "Of course I'm waiting for you. How boring it is to travel alone."

Geralt said quietly: "Obviously you are not worried about Ciri's safety."

"She is very well now, there is no need for me to worry." Li Ang changed to a more comfortable posture: "And there is another situation that I have to tell you in advance. If Ciri leaves the Misty Island, she will definitely be discovered by the Wild Hunt, so I I want you to be fully prepared for the final battle.”

"My mission is to protect Ciri, and you have to figure out your own way for the others."

Geralt suddenly looked melancholy: "Okay, I will find a way."

After this conversation, the witcher's sense of urgency became even stronger. Although he had long predicted that there would be a battle with the Wild Hunt, the battle came too quickly. It seemed that he would have to find a few trustworthy helpers.

The room fell into silence, Geralt was thinking about countermeasures, and Leon took a nap.

A few hours later, night came as promised,

And brought strong winds and showers.

"This is not a good sign." Geralt looked up at the lightning-thundering sky.

Hearing this, the baron unconsciously clenched the shovel in his hand: "Don't scare me."

At this time, Li Ang stretched out and walked out of the house: "It's raining? Not bad! The rain covers the footprints, the strong wind blows away the breath, the night hides the whereabouts, and the lightning blocks the sound. It's a good weather to leave the body in the wilderness."

The baron blinked, suddenly not wanting to go out anymore.

"You're kidding, I brought a good shovel, just for self-defense." Li Ang smiled and patted his chubby shoulder, and walked into the rainy night.

After thinking about it, the Baron decided to go back and get a weapon before going out.

On the way, he also discovered a very strange thing. The rain seemed to be avoiding Li Ang. Even though he and Geralt were soaked through, Li Ang's body was still dry, not even a hair on his head was wet.

Geralt saw this and comforted him: "Don't think so much, he is not a normal person."

"If you have time, why don't you tell me about Ciri? She seems to have been here before?"

The Baron relaxed a little and said: "She came here a while ago, exhausted and bruised, like a drowned dog that was chased and beaten. Later I found out that she came out of Humpback Swamp. "

"She took a little girl who was abandoned by her parents and killed a werewolf."

"And saved a villager from a werewolf."

"That villager is so stupid that he actually brought Xili and the little girl to me to collect the reward. It must be my lost wife and daughter."

"Can't I even recognize my own family members?"

"In the end, I sent the villagers away and kept them, taking care of them and giving them food to eat."

Geralt asked: "How is the little girl doing now?"

The baron said with excitement: "You mean Gretka? She is fine. I asked her to help in the kitchen. Shirley told me what the child's parents did, so I decided to keep her."

"She has food and shelter here, is not afraid of wind and rain, and has a small nest. She lacks everything."

From the baron's expression, Geralt judged that he was a man who loved children.

"and then?"

"And then...we arrived."

The baron pointed to a dilapidated building ruins not far away: "My second child is buried here."

Geralt looked at the desolate scene in front of him and said sarcastically: "You are really good at picking places."

The baron first glanced at Li Ang secretly, and then complained: "That's enough, don't hurt me, I already know I was wrong."

Geralt ignored him and went to inspect the grave, only to find that the grave had already been dug up.

"What do you think?"

Li Ang, who had been silent all the way, said: "I saw it with my eyes, and I said tonight is your home court, and my opinion is not important."

Geralt always thought he was weird, but he didn't go into it.

"It's basically certain that the child turned into a corpse baby and crawled out on his own."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hoarse and unpleasant scream sounded from behind the wooden fence beside the few people. Then, a monster about one and a half feet long appeared and slowly crawled towards the baron.

The corpse infant looks like a deformed baby, its undeveloped muscles twisted by hatred, fear and evil. It had a mouth full of fangs and a black and purple tongue covered with mucus. It crawled on all fours. Half of its body was rotten and the other side was bruised. The long umbilical cord was wrapped around its legs several times and then tightly wrapped around its neck.

The baron was frightened and backed away until he hid behind the two men.

Geralt drew the silver sword from his back, his eyes full of vigilance.

Only Li Ang looked left and right curiously, and finally commented: "Who did she inherit? How could she be so ugly?"

"Now is not the time for joking." Geralt said with a hint of urgency, "Go and hold it in your arms, quickly!"

The baron was stunned for a few seconds before he realized: "Are you talking to me?"

"What if it goes crazy? I feel like it can kill the three of us in one bite!"

Geralt said coldly: "If you keep shouting, it will definitely go crazy. It is still calm at the moment, and I will use magic to calm it."

Li Ang also said: "Don't worry, even if it bites you to death, I can save you. Now go and hold your poor daughter in your arms. Don't wait any longer."

Once he spoke, it was easier than the Baron's own father coming.

"Gods bless you."

The baron muttered as he stepped forward, holding back his fear and nausea and lifted the corpse baby up.

In order not to let the ugly monster touch him, he straightened his arms.

Regardless of the previous suspicion, the corpse baby responded enthusiastically to his father.

It stretched out its chubby little rotten hands, swung its long, fat tongue back and forth, and kept making shrill screams from its throat.

This series of actions made the baron's face distorted by fright.

"Now the father is finally uglier than his daughter." Li Ang touched his chin and commented again.

Geralt was not in the mood to tease him with him, and stared at the corpse baby with all his attention: "Take it back to your hometown next."

"What! Take it back." The Baron's voice broke with excitement: "Are you kidding!"

Geralt said contemptuously: "I remember that it was you who wanted to try the old legend and turn it into a house goblin."

Li Ang sneered: "Oh, poor little girl, she was abandoned by her father again."

Under the attack of the two men, the Baron cursed loudly to embolden himself, held the corpse baby high, and walked in the direction of the crow's nest in an extremely awkward posture.

Geralt followed closely behind, releasing the Axi Sigil from time to time to calm the corpse baby's emotions.

Fortunately, the baron did not choose a place too far away when he buried his daughter. After a while, the outline of a crow's nest appeared in the night ahead.

Li Ang asked at this time: "Have you named the child yet?"

"Do you still need a name?" the baron asked in surprise.

Only then did Geralt remember that he had only asked about Ciri's situation and had forgotten about it.

"Think of one quickly, a name is a powerful seal."

"Okay, I'll think about it right away!" The Baron held onto the corpse baby tightly: "It seems to be struggling more and more fiercely, what should I do?"

"My dear daughter, I will think of a nice name for you as soon as possible. Don't get excited, okay?"

Geralt once again drew the silver sword from his back: "It's not because of this, there are other monsters coming."

"The smell of the corpse baby attracts the demon spirits." Li Ang lit up black and red flames with his hands: "You take care of them two, and leave the rest to me."

Geralt secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "With your words, I feel more at ease."

After just a few seconds, the surrounding air suddenly lit up with green will-o'-the-wisps, and rickety monsters emerged from the billowing black mist.

They were wearing tattered cloaks, their withered bodies were suspended in the air, holding a long sword in one hand and a green lantern in the other.

Demon spirits are transformed from the dead who died in anger and pain during their lifetime. Even after death, they will feel endless and indescribable pain.

Therefore, they are full of anger, feel that they have been wronged, and hate and envy the living people.

Under normal circumstances, demon spirits are not harmed by fire, poison, and conventional weapons. Even if the demon hunter deals with them, he has to apply evil spirit oil on the silver sword.

But Li Ang's fire is not an ordinary fire. In addition to the black light virus, there is also a terrifying destined death.

Not to mention a few demon spirits, even the god of death will have to shed their skin.

The scorching flames surged toward the demon spirit like a wave. For a moment, Geralt and the Baron could only hear shrill howls and the stinging sound of the fire cooking oil.

Seeing that he really didn't need his help, Geralt continued to use his seals to appease the corpse baby.

The Baron didn't need anyone else to urge him, he speeded up his pace consciously: "It's working, go fast, go fast!"

Several hundred meters later, several waves of demon spirits appeared, but none of them were Li Ang's enemies. The three of them returned to the crow's nest without any danger.

Standing in front of the newly dug small pit, the baron was finally willing to hug his daughter. His face was full of guilt, and even his voice was much lower.

"Then what do I do?"

"Recite after me." Geralt chanted the ancient spell.

"With the power of earth and sky."

"Take the world that was your home."

"The child who was born but was not accepted, please forgive me."

"Your name is Tiya, and I accept you as my daughter."

As the last spell came out of the baron's mouth, the corpse baby with a name was considered completely dead.

The rain that had been falling all night also stopped at this time.

"Very well, bury the body."

Following the witcher's instructions, the Baron took a shovel and reburied his daughter under the threshold.

After burying it, the Baron wiped the corners of his eyes: "What else can I do for her?"

Geralt looked at the little bumpkin in front of him: "Within one day, Tia will turn into a household goblin. You go back and rest first, I will keep an eye on her here for a while."

The baron wanted to wait together, but was rejected by the witcher.

"But she is my child, everything is my fault and my responsibility."

"It's too late to talk about fatherly love now." Geralt crossed his arms: "What's more, you can't help much if you stay. The rest is the work of the demon hunter."

"Go home quickly and don't get drunk again."

After hearing this, the baron left in despair.

Only then did Geralt have time to deal with Leon and asked: "What's going on with you today? Why are you absent-minded?"

Li Ang, who was leaning against the wall and meditating, came back to his senses and sighed: "Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite."

"Indeed." Geralt thought he was talking about the Baron's family.

Little did he know that Li Ang was talking about himself.

During the day he received the message.

Our great Dark Moon Law Goddess, the only designated successor of the Kaliya royal family, the Supreme Will Divine Chosen, the most beloved child of the Queen of the Full Moon, the loyal object of blacksmith Iggy and other followers, always under the humiliation of Her Royal Highness the Princess - La Ni.

has returned to the place where her loyalties meet and discovers that her fiancé has run away.

(End of this chapter)